The mother-in-law, or, The doctor the disease : a comedy.

  • James Miller
Date:
1734
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Credit: The mother-in-law, or, The doctor the disease : a comedy. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    Beau. I gave it to pleafe you, Madam. Belina. And to pleafe you I take it, Sir. Prim. So! what will this come to ? Beau. Is this your Love then, Belina? Belina. Pray let us talk no more of that 5 you told me freely, that I ought to accept of the Man my Fa¬ ther propos’d, and I declare I intend to follow your wholfom Advice. Beau. Don’t excufe your felf, Madam, upon my In¬ tentions 5 that’s only catching at a frivolous Pretence to authorize your Infidelity. Belina. You may think fo, if you pleafe. Beau. Yes, yes, I know I may. Belina. The Lofs is not great, you’ll foon make your felf eafy under it. Beau. If I can, I will, you may be fure of it, Ma¬ dam* if I can’t efFedt it, I’ll at leaft feign it* for ’cis ;an unpardonable Bafenefs to tefiify Love for one that abandons us. Belina. The Sentiment is certainly noble and fublime, and I would have you follow it by all means. Beau. I am fufficiently infulted, Madam, and will immediately content you. Belina. Very well. Beau. \_Returning.~\ Remember, only follow your own Example. Belina. My Example! Be it fo. Beau. Enough * you fhall be pun&ually obey’d. [Gvipg to the Door. Belina. So much the better. > Beau. [Returning.] Hey ? Belina. What? Beau. Did not you call me ? Belina. I!--you dream fure! Beau. Well, I’ll be gone then.-- Farewel, Ma- ; dam. Belina. Farewel, Sir. Prim. O’ my Confcience, you are both of you ra¬ ving .mad! I had only a mind to fee how far it would go.~—Hark’e, Sir. [Taking Beaumont by the Hapd. ; E . Beau. [Going. however, that I